Make France Great Again

"Oh! It's a pity that their officers are only following that fellow Cavaignac!"

Jerome Bonaparte said with emotion that the massacre of the June Revolution allowed some officers in the army to be promoted. These "heroes" of the June Revolution united with Cavaignac in order to maintain the legitimacy of their meritorious deeds .

It is simply impossible to win their support now. Only when Jerome Bonaparte becomes president and wins over them in the name of the emperor's nephew can these officers enter his command.

"Your Majesty, I don't think there is any need to worry about the military affairs!" Roue said with relief, "According to my subordinate's observation of Cavaignac, that guy Cavaignac still wants to take the road of election. On this road, you Take the lead firmly! We just need to wait quietly for the final result!"

"That's right! Your Majesty, at least the soldiers love you!" Pesini also responded.

Jerome Bonaparte shook his head, and said with a slightly ferocious expression: "What I want is not their love, what I want is to control them like an uncle, and I want to take them to get everything! This army beast must To be tamed, I will smash the honor that the Russian Empire stole that winter, and I will crush the German Confederation, which is so ugly that it makes me vomit!"

Jerome Bonaparte's "crazy words" made Pescini and Rouet shudder. They never thought that the leader they were loyal to was a war lunatic like his uncle.

Oh my god! Is it inevitable that France will be held hostage by a group of lunatics?

Roue felt a pang of sadness for the future of France, but this did not prevent him from continuing to be loyal to the Bonapartists.

Only when the dynasty changes, Roue can get everything he wants.

Even if His Majesty the Emperor is really a devil, he still has to bite the bullet and walk with the devil.

Furthermore, after experiencing the last failure, His Majesty must have a countermeasure in mind.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Jerome Bonaparte smiled again, crossed his hands and said, "Of course, we can't do this until we completely hold the power in our hands!"

"Your Majesty, I firmly believe that you will be able to lead France to regain its lost glory!" Pessini responded to Jerome Bonaparte with a devout expression.

"I also firmly believe! Under your leadership, we will be able to achieve a greater victory than before!" Rouai also followed closely behind and complimented against his will.

"Gentlemen, stop saying flattering words! I'm about to lose myself!" Jerome Bonaparte chuckled, turned his head to see the endless wheat fields and the hard-working farmers on the wheat fields outside the window and said: "Those people They are our voting base, and they are also the objects we protect! We must unite them to fight against those who oppose us!"

"Yes!" Pescini and Rouet also echoed.

Jerome Bonaparte chatted with Eugène Rouet all the way, and finally found out the details of Eugène Rouet, and he was a person who could share power with him.

The time gradually went from 11 am to 6 pm. After nearly 7 hours of travel, Jerome Bonaparte and others finally arrived in Lyon from Marseille.

This city, which has existed since the ancient Roman period, looks extraordinarily solemn under the reflection of the setting sun. On the two rivers Rhone and Seine, which gave birth to Lyon, several inland river sailboats are sailing down the river. Small black dots can be vaguely seen, and those residents who live by the river are carefully washing vegetables with their baskets.

Jerome Bonaparte was sitting in the carriage, admiring the natural scenery in front of him.

When the carriage entered the inner city from the periphery of Lyon, Lyon once again became a traditional inland river trade city like Marseille.

Many people on the street also turned their attention to Jerome Bonaparte.

"Your Majesty, we need to spend the night in Lyon! Set off tomorrow!" Eugène Rouet said to Jerome Bonaparte.

Jerome Bonaparte nodded slightly in affirmation.

The carriage stopped at the steps of a high-end mansion on Mermoz Avenue, and Jerome Bonaparte and others got off.

The owner of the mansion warmly received Jerome Bonaparte and his party, and arranged the best room in the mansion for Jerome Bonaparte.

Jerome Bonaparte, who entered the room, just wanted to lie on the bed and enjoy a moment of tranquility, when he heard Persini's voice from outside the door: "Your Majesty, Marshal Bijou's attendant is asking to see you!"

What? Marshal Bijo!

Jerome Bonaparte, who heard the words "Marshal Bijou", immediately thought of the "hero" of Algeria, the "clown" under Louis Philippe.

[Referring to the fact that in 1848, Louis-Philippe could not bear the pressure from the masses and replaced Marshal Bijou, who was able to suppress the uprising of the citizens of Paris. Marshal Bijou came to Paris like a clown, and then was abandoned by the monarch like a clown. 】

By the way, he seems to be the commander of the Italian Front now!

Eager to establish a relationship with the military. Jerome Bonaparte got up from the bed immediately after hearing the name of Marshal Bijou, sorted out his image a little, and opened the door.

Pessini entered the room with a middle-aged man in military uniform who appeared to be in his 40s behind him.

The attendant greeted Jerome Bonaparte politely: "Your Excellency, hello!"

"Hello!" Jerome Bonaparte responded to the middle-aged man.

"On behalf of my officer, Marshal Bijou, I would like to express my sincere wishes to His Excellency the Prince! May His Excellency be successful in the general election!" The middle-aged man continued to compliment Jerome Bonaparte.

"Thank you Marshal Bijou for your blessing!" Jerome Bonaparte said perfunctorily.

"Marshal Bi Ruo hopes that the prince will come to the barracks to inspect the army!" The middle-aged man continued.

This old guy is killing me!

A thought came to Jerome Bonaparte's mind. Now that Cavaignac is still in power, the emperor's nephew ran to the military camp. Isn't that provoking internal strife in the Republic?

A look of disgust flashed across Jerome Bonaparte's eyes, but he quickly hid it. He still had a professional fake smile on his face and said, "Thank you Marshal Bijou for your kindness! It's just that I'm worried about myself. Appearing rashly in the barracks will cause unnecessary disputes, so forget it!"

The middle-aged man showed a regretful expression: "Since the prince is unwilling to go to the army for inspection, then let's let this matter go! The Marshal hopes that His Excellency the Prince will show his face and attend the banquet!"

Later, the middle-aged man added: "There are many young military officers of the Republic at the banquet who want to meet His Excellency the Prince!"

Should I go or not?

Jérôme Bonaparte was in a dilemma, and Marshal Bijou's banquet would definitely invite some promising officers in the army.

If they are willing to support themselves, their future road will be smoother.